When I answered the door a neighbor was Standing there holding a bundle of roses. "This one's for you," she said, and after a Few minutes she moved on to deliver the Rest to other fortunate neighbors. What a pretty pink surprise! What a perk during these draining days! What a sweet way for a friend to convey That when she was at the store, she Was thinking of me. |
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Rushing to the hospital in the wee
Hours of the morning my husband was Bearing down on the gas pedal while my Baby was bearing down on me. We were running on adrenaline. In 2 more hours she entered the World and invaded our hearts. We were smitten. It was the happiest of days. And year after year the happies keep Piling up, to half a century now. I can't be with my baby on her Milestone birthday, but I was with her on Her first, the most important one. Happy 50th Rachie! I love you as only your momma can. I sang to my granddaughter on the phone:
"Congratulations to you!" She was so sure she had failed the State Board exam. But no! Lots of prayers were answered, and now she's A bona fide nurse. The suspense was excruciating, and our Insides are calm once more. But I, always the realist, felt compelled to Warn my granddaughter, "More tests will Come, Lia. This isn't the last one." And when they do, I'm sure our Anxiety level will shoot up again along with Our prayers. But for today, she and we, are just Enjoying the joy.
Last evening we gathered outside our
Church to pray. Our country certainly needs it. In my small group we poured out Our hearts with earnest pleas for Love to replace hate, for the Pandemic to end, for direction for Our leaders, for healing for those who Are hurting. But I was stopped in my thoughts when A boy among us added his own short Prayer, "May we have joy like Paul." What insight! In the upheaval around us, he simply Asked that we be joyful in it, just like Paul responded to his imprisonment. The apostle rejoiced that his chains Actually advanced the gospel. I told Jonathan that his was the best Prayer of all. Despite all the bad news bombarding Me today, I will trust that God has a plan, and I'm going to ask Him to give me joy. "Rejoice in the Lord always." Philippians 4:4 I'm bursting at the seams, not
Due to overeating during this Stay at home season, but because My granddaughter graduated from Nursing school. She studied diligently even as she Held down a side job of tending to Dementia residents at a group home. She was a favorite caregiver. I can see already she'll be an Exceptional nurse with a tender Heart and a tenacious spirit. I'm glad there's a proper kind of Pride, for a grandma couldn't be any More proud than I am of my Precious Lia. Had I read the coupon correctly?
1 cent coffee? At Tim Hortons, the voice over the Drive thru speaker said, "Yes." With 3 timbits, my bill came to a dollar. I drove a few minutes north to a Secluded spot in a parking lot that Overlooked a grassy knoll abounding With dandelions. The wind heaved my car a bit. I was content to sip my warm brew Seated inside. Like a kid I tried to find figures in The clouds. I spied a fish before it quickly Dissipated, and the head of a Bird with a crooked beak. Overhead was a live bird, a Vulture searching for its prey on this Cool sunny day. From a distance I could see that the Buds were beginning to bulge on the Bare limbed trees, and of course, the Evergreens were their ever soothing Green. I wasn't alone in my car. I talked to God while I nibbled the tasty Honey dipped donut holes trying to Make them last. I thanked Him for the bluest sky, The puffiest clouds, The dandiest dandelions, and I Thanked Him that we could enjoy His Handiwork together.
The mother opened the unused notepad
Thinking it was blank inside. Instead, she found a message: "Love you." It had been written by her daughter who had Suddenly died of a heart attack months Earlier. My friend was stunned at the unexpected Love note and she tried to describe her Reaction. "It was painful joy," she told me through her Tears. Painful joy. Joyful pain. One word simply won't suffice to Describe the tangled emotions of Grief. It takes at least two. I love the old hymns.
From a toddler I sang them in my Little country church. The familiar words and melodies comfort Me when I need comforting and help me Praise when I need to praise. But I'm learning to appreciate new Worship music as well. The tunes may be hard to sing at the Beginning, but if I try, I can learn them, And often the words have great meaning. In church, on Resurrection Day, we sang a More recent one with great joy. As I was getting ready for church, the same Song began to play on my radio. I stopped. I turned up the volume on my kitchen radio And on my bedroom one as well, And standing in the hallway between the Two I listened and mouthed the words as I waved my arms in celebration: "Then came the morning that sealed the Promise. Your buried body began to breathe. Out of the silence, the Roaring Lion declared the Grave has no claim on me..." * The powerful truth threatened to make my Heart burst. He is not just my future hope but my living Hope right now. I'm glad I'm adapting. How deprived I would be if I weren't willing to Add new worship songs to my arsenal of Time tested ones! "He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God..." Psalm 40:3 *Living Hope by Phil Wickham |
Dorothy Kalb Hsu Seitzinger
Writing poetry has helped me process and express my sorrows and joys, my concerns and blessings. "Life is hard, but God is good!" Archives
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